clots of memories.

October 13, 2012

Blood trickles from the corner of the mouth,
down the chin to stream the neckline,
gathering in the crevices he once kissed,
while choking on clots of memories,
and savoring the bittersweet acridity,
of eating one’s own heart out.

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8 Responses to “clots of memories.”

  1. lazarusthechiefengineer said

    That’s so powerful!

  2. johncoyote said

    Bittersweet memories can break our heart. A outstanding poem. Thank you.

  3. Very powerful. Excellent visuals as well as description of how painful heartbreak and lost love can truly be.

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